Never. He’d had his cock sucked before, many times in fact when he was younger, but Logan, Gods, Logan was a pro. He lavished attention on Matt’s dick, suckling and licking it in the exact right way. Matt wanted to come, no, he needed to come. His balls were aching, his length desperate to be rubbed, but Logan did not allow it. He took Matt to the edge time and time again but would not allow him to cross the precipice. When Logan pulled away from him Matt couldn’t help but groan in protest. His cock head was tingling from the wet heat of Logan’s tongue and as the alien undid his pants Matt was practically begging for him to do so. All the plans he had constructed to best Logan, all the ideas to get free, they were lost, licked away by Logan’s tongue, caught and thrown by the cloud of desire that had settled on Matt the moment Logan had tackled him to the floor. Right now he was simply too aroused to think past the orgasm that was going to come. And though it pained Matt to admit it, Logan had been right.
